Wednesday, January 2, 2013

D. all the above

big roadside guitar

i choose to get up early, before everyone else,
              greeting the sun as it comes
              over the mountains,
              black coffee & some mornings
              letting that be breakfast & others,
              sausage biscuits

i choose Pearl Jam, Black, Cohen or Abrams,
              Jay Z to find the rhythm & back roads,
              and not just to save minutes, a dry razor
              with no cream, pimento cheese
              or pickles, over jelly
              with my peanut butter

i choose flow over frustration, when i can remember
              control is an illusion, sober
              over drunk
              so i won't miss a moment, candle taper
              over artificial light for the golden kiss
              that caresses your skin, shadows it creates
               in the recesses & hot wax

deny choice all you want or believe you have none
              & fate's just forgotten you, blame the sun,
              moon, or celestial beings, blame your dog,
              blame your neighbor, or significant other,
              blame the rain---
              Milli Vanilli tried it, got caught lip syncing.
              it ain't your song, if you ain't singing it,

              no

i choose you, like you chose me
               & keep choosing daily---

               kinda humbling, isn't it?

               it is, to me.

written for poetry jam

62 comments:

Mary said...

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Mary said...

Ya, I like getting up early too...but would love a mountain view. Smiles. Pimento cheese or pickles over jelly with peanut butter...hmmm! I prefer toast with cheese. Smiles. I like 'flow over frustration' as it is something to strive for. And yes, so much is about choice...and not playing the blame game. It is another day, another year. Another choice!

Bonnie said...

Yes all of the above! Love your choices and how they encourage me to make mine ... consciously.

Elsie The Writer said...

Wow! I love this. It was so thought provoking. For me, it's the beach. I'm so blessed to be close by it and see the sun rise above it if I choose.

Shifting blame is a dangerous thing. You said it well.

Slamdunk said...

And those choices keep you grounded. Something important when those darn life obstacles wreak havoc in life.

kaykuala said...

Yes, Given to choice is a great thing! We make or own beds. No telling who might be an obstacle. But to remedy oneself is the ultimate. Not to expect sympathy from others! Nicely Brian!

Hank

Dave King said...

i choose flow over frustration, when i can remember
control is an illusion, sober
over drunk

This is wonderful from beginning to end -- almost a creed for a new religion. I'd join, for sure!

izzy said...

Good one Brian! I have been trying to teach one sister in law to look at choices! She still insists they are unchangeable- ah well...thanks.

Laurie said...

i truly is humbling,,,

Daniel said...

Love the rhythm of this piece. Lyrics now written. Let that guitar come up with the music.

Pat Hatt said...

Some great choices from you
Like how you went about this one at your zoo
Getting up early is grand
As you can watch out at the slow place of the land

Rachel said...

i choose flow over frustration, when i can remember control is an illusion, sober over drunk so i won't miss a moment.

wow. brian, yes. that is so wonderful and so profound. simple words, but they pack a punch.

happy new year, friend.

Claudia said...

it ain't your song, if you ain't singing it..dang yes...we all have choices...and choose daily..a hundred times..and at times, it's very humbling..

Life with Kaishon said...

You amaze me with your writing. Each piece is so powerful. This was incredible. I am sending it out on twitter over the world wide web. I hope some people discover your fine writing skills.

I wish you a beautiful new year Brian. May your every wish be granted.

Love, Becky

Geraldine said...

sounds like some excellent picks! I like the flow of this too Brian.

Happy 2013!!!


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Gloria said...

True! we have choices all the time!!
Sometimes good choices and other not! haha And I love get up early!!
x

Tara Miller said...

Lots of beauty and depth here in your words. The power of choice is a mighty and indeed humbling thing. So many choices we make daily...some with good outcomes, some not so much. I'm glad we chose each other and continue to do so each day, my love.

Laurie Kolp said...

Wonderful choices... and the words from your wife in the comment above are so beautiful.

Helen said...

A great way to begin 2013 ~ poetry with the emphasis on making choices.

(... we may need to do something about that diet of yours!)

Barbara Shallue said...

Great post. Every morning we have a choice over worry or joy, and I choose joy (every time I remember it's my choice.)

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Great choices sir. I am most definitely a morning person as well. And one can never go wrong with Pearl Jam haha

Myrna R. said...

Nice Brian. We all make choices and if we don't, that's still a choice.

(Sorry I've been away. My last blog explains why.)

Alice Audrey said...

I'd say I pick drunk over somber about half the time. Makes life more interesting.

Mama Zen said...

Love that third stanza!

Victoria said...

The music choices are a bit different, but the rest resonates! Ah, the power of choice that makes us who we are.

my heart's love songs said...

oh, i really love this, Brian!!!

your third stanza is amazing and i love the entire idea of choosing.

and i love a good grilled cheese with peanut butter and sweet pickle relish. {smile}

Peggy said...

Choice is a wonderful thing and one we should all keep in mind. Well done! (I think there is a typo in the third stanza).

manicddaily said...

Very pretty poem. I agree - we are lucky here - I don't know if everyone in the world has choices - I'm thinking third world right now and women particularly - but we are very very lucky where we are (no matter how much people complain.) Lovely poem. k.

lori mcclure said...

I love that choosing part. We used that in our vows, "I choose you out of all the world . . ." It matters. We choose, and how amazing to be chosen back. It's a blessing I know I'm thankful for every single day.

happygirl said...

"control is an illusion, sober over drunk so i won't miss a moment"

This was a very elegant poem. I'm bookmarking this one for future reads. So good.

Sue said...

Life is in the choices, isn't it?

And we have so much more power than we give ourselves credit for.

Great one, Brian.

=)

Paula Wooters said...

Ah... so glad you're not missing any moments, Brian! Lovely!

Peggy said...

Hi Brian. Thanks for visiting my blog. One of the lines says "shadows is creates." I was thinking It just seemed like something is not quite right there--did you mean "it creates"? I could be just reading it all wrong though. LOL

Heaven said...

A clever title post, All of the above ~ I like the reflections on choosing daily, from morning to music, food, everything that is within our control. I specially like the golden kiss, caressing the skin ~

Happy Monday to you ~

Betsy Brock said...

powerful poem...just great....grateful for choices and someone bigger than us to ask for direction.

I choose pickles with my peanut butter, too! :)

RMP said...

"and not just to save minutes, a dry razor / with no cream, pimento cheese / or pickles, over jelly / with my peanut butter" tell me I'm twisting words and that you're not choosing to use pickles instead of jelly on your peanut butter sandwich.

I too would "choose flow over frustration," but often times I find myselfing using flow (in the form of music) to release the frustration.

there is so much in this that strikes me one way or another, but I'll save you my rambles and leave you with... I truly enjoyed this piece.

Who Is Afraid Of Miss Lovett? No, Mrs.Lovett... said...

Hi! Brian...
Thanks for sharing the image:
big roadside guitar...All Of the above...huh?

"i choose you, like you chose me & keep choosing daily---kinda humbling, isn't it?
it is, to me..."


That's what life is about choices...huh? and through your very thought-provoking [poetic] words you have provided a great example Of...

deedee :-/

d smith kaich jones said...

SOOO nice and such great rhythm. i choose flow over frustation . . .

just a great read top to bottom. gracias!

Sheila said...

control is an illusion...so true. love the early mornings, just wish I could do more of them without having to set my alarm cuz then I am too tired.

Maggie said...

Just passing by to say hello and Happy New Year!! I wish you the best for 2013!! Big hugs to you!!

Other Mary said...

Brian this is...so good. I love your choices and your poem!

farawayinthesunshine said...

Choice...Do we have any?...Or is it all we have?...I have to remember to chose flow over frustration...Thank you for this quiet reminder :-)

missing moments said...

You say it so well. Freedom is so undervalued!

Brandee Shafer said...

Love is absolutely a choice...an action. Missed reading you over the holidays when I was AFK. Waved to you and yours as we drove through your neck of the woods. It was dark both times and raining, once. There's a giant guitar in Bristol, too. Are you on facebook?

SueAnn Lommler said...

It is humbling to know that ones' choices have so much power. Power to change the direction of yours and others as well!! POwerful!!
I too rise early to catch the first rays of the sun and to "think".
Hugging you
SueAnn

Valerie said...

Oh well done, Brian. I read this in the early hours, having risen early to catch the peace and quiet of a new day. Love your choices, and aren't we glad we have them... unlike some.

Karen said...

This is a beautiful reminder. I love the tone of the whole. You have a distinctive voice (making the right linguistic choices, I guess)!

Lorraine said...

It is to me too, thank you, I'm taking back my life as is, you're such a help x

MorningAJ said...

"it ain't your song, if you ain't singing it" Thanks for the reminder!

William Manson said...

we all love our freedom pal, loved the graphic, and as always you take us away to far places in your mind, which makes you a fantastic writer.

ND Mitchell said...

Brilliant. I can hear this being spoken-so rhythmical. Reminds me of Baz Luhrman`s sunscreen monologue or the one at the start of Trainspotting(though yours is more positive!) You should put a beat on this and record it :-)

Betty said...

This is good, Brian. Beautiful words, beautiful rhythm. I love the imagery - 'candle taper
over artificial light for the golden kiss
that caresses your skin, shadows it creates
in the recesses & hot wax.' Beautiful.

poeticlicensee said...

Up early to a mountain view,
fabulous; you write poetry like jazz, at least that's my impression...

Jenny Woolf said...

I am an early riser too.

I wonder what it would feel like to have a giant guitar in my garden. You know, I think it would get me down a bit.... smiles....

JANU said...

It's truly humbling...loved your comparisons, thoughts and choices. Nice.

Loredana Donovan said...

Life is all about choices and taking responsibility. Great message here and some awesome poetic lines in the third stanza. Smiles :)

Syd said...

Beautiful. Sometimes we choose and it is just right no matter what.

mywordwall said...

Your poem was flowing beautifully until I got to the part about pimento cheese or pickles for your peanut butter?! :-0 After that, the poem flowed beautifully again.

My peanut butter preferences aside, your theme about choices and responsibility is timely and great. To be able to choose and to own it is power. :-)

~Imelda

Robyn Greenhouse said...

Love your poem! What a tribute to that someone special! After I read it, loved the title too!

ayala said...

It is up to us what choices we make and so many blame it on everything else..... Love the ending when you choose each other . :) sweet.

Goofball said...

it is a daily choice...thanks for reminding me

Rene Foran said...

This is me
up at 5AM every morn
cranking the jams
thudding the treadmill
it's my healthplan
and my think tank